Those who know me well are likely aware that I’m fond of driving and I’m really madly in love with my car. I like it a lot. I think my car is better than yours. But I take the streetcar to work everyday. It’s one of the benefits of where I live, and where I work, that I can leave my car parked all week and ride the streetcar. Except when I’m running late. Which happens once or twice a week. So I take the streetcar every day, minus a couple days. Which is the same exact thing as “every day.”
I live in a city with a half million other people. With such a high a concentration of people in a small space, you will likely run into all kinds of folks. And as a veteran of city living, I’ve become adept at identifying stinky people. It’s a skill you learn quickly. “Oh, he looks ripe. Hold breath. Okay, danger averted.”
However, sometimes people are “stealth stinkers.” It’s not obvious from how they look that a person has created a cloud of odoriferousness for everyone to enjoy. And riding public transportation, this can become a problem.
But it can also be a fun game! Sometimes on the streetcar, I play a game of “Guess the Stinker!” when it’s not completely obvious. Sometimes I guess correctly, as evidenced by the sweet wind of fresh air as the offender departs.
I can’t say that I win anything by guessing the stinker correctly. But I like to start my days with a sense of accomplishment.
This story by Heather originally appeared on Mile73.com